Right now, it’s The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari by Robin Sharma.
I started two nights ago, trying to squeeze reading after KA sleeps and just before I doze off too. I am able to finish one and a half chapters in 15-30 minutes. Depending on how much time I feel awake and how many times I get interrupted by hubby.
I usually get engrossed by my reading, especially with the one I just finished last week: Have a Little Faith by Mitch Albom. This book won’t disappoint you, unless you’re not the type to read religion-related books. I am not that type too, but this book has something else. It’s not a self-help book regarding faith. It has life, it has reasons, it has values, it has everything else we try to ignore (at least, that’s how I interpret it to myself). There were moments of “Oh shoot! I’m like that!” or you thought of “I feel the same way” kind of things.
Oooppsss! Let’s stop there. I forgot all about The Monk already.
It’s pretty obvious that on the first three chapters, I already feel bored with it. Maybe because:
· It’s not narrated on the first-person (I really love first-person narratives!)
· The exciting parts are on the chapters after 3
· The exciting parts are on the chapters after 3
· I’m just tired from work that I can’t focus
· It’s not an autobiography / memoir / chic lit / suspense / romance
· It’s only a fable
· I’m just plain bored with the book
· I’m insensitive
Well I hope this impression will change tonight, when I read the next chapters after 3. Aha! I don’t want to lose hope. This book got so many good reviews that I want to give it a chance too.
Target date to finish The Monk: 24 October (2010, I guess?)
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